pony P.O.V

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Pinkie's P.O.V

I bounced down the stairs with a huge smile on my face. I waved to the cakes' before heading over to the counter. I didn't get my pay in bits, I got my pay in sweets, and if I worked extra hard Mrs. Cake would bake me s super awesome cake in my honor! The little bell rang soon and Writer trudged through the door.

"Wow you look aweful! Are you ok?" I questioned concernedly. She bad a messy mane and she was still in her pajamas. Writer liked to wear pajamas ya she was weird.

"Just get me a chocolate milkshake... please." She mumbled sleepily.

"Okey doki Loki!" I bounced to the kitchen and quickly made a milkshake. Writer got one of these everyday to give her a boost. Then it dawned on me. Writer had one of her nightmares again. Ya she always had nightmares that caused her to wake up in the middle of the night.

"Umm pinkie... would you mind to tell me why writer is sitting at a table In footie pajamas?" Mrs. Cake poked her head in through the door frame.

"She had one of her nightmares I'm guessing Mrs cake. I'm sure she'll feel better after this milkshake." I quickly carried the milkshake to writer's table. As soon as I put the milkshake down she yelled,

"WHY KARAI!" She looked around like a wild buffalo.

"It's only me silly!" I couldn't help but wonder why she was dreaming about karai. That big meanie locked us in an electric box and electricuted rainbow dash!

"Thanks... Pinkie..." She yawned and drank the chocolate drink.

"Writer how about you stay in my house tonight. I mean, a change of scenery is always good! I can watch sonic step for you!" I loved any excuse to see sonic step. She was like a miniature writer with a lot less violence!

"Sure... I don't mind..." She mumbled grogily.

"Why don't you go take a nap up there now? You look like you could sleep on Your hooves!" Trust me, it wouldn't be the first time.

"Thanks pinkie..." She smiled weakly before stumbling up the stairs. Wratrina Shelley pie, Is a unique pony.

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